A/N: So as a thank you to innerurge1 and the delicious story Messaging the Undead, I'm uploading the changes I've made to this story and the few chapters that I've worked on. This is still very much a work in progress but I do hope to return and finish it when my muse has sufficient energy to help so absolutely no guarantees when that will be. I hope you enjoy it.

"Trust me it really is just a cold." House sighed.

"But I take vitamins. I'm fit and healthy. I can't have a cold." The patient whined.

"It is just a cold and in my opinion I think you might take too many vitamins… and take a look at your diet. Jelly, rice cakes and five cigarettes is hardly a balanced breakfast."

"How did you…?"

How could he not know? Her body reeked of cigarette smoke and he could smell her breakfast from her breath with ease.

"I just know. Eat. Eat a lot actually. Feed a cold, starve a fever and all that." He said noting the visit down on the woman's chart.

"That's it?"

"Yup… now out we go. You leave the hospital and I stay here working until the waiting room is empty. As much as I wish it was the other way around it isn't, so away you go." He said with a shooing motion. Turning to the side, he swapped files with a nurse in a well practiced manoeuvre that was now common whenever he and Cameron completed their hours at the same time.

It had been 3 months since that fateful week were House became a werewolf then made Cameron one too. Cameron's belly had swelled neatly in that time, only just having to buy new clothes the previous week despite the fact that she was carrying twins. House and Cameron could hear the sweet sounds of their drumming little hearts every night as they fell into slumber.

About a month into their new supernatural lives they discovered that their super senses that made them ideal doctors for the clinic during its busy hours… though no one but Wilson and George knew that this was the source of their unquestionable speed and ability to cut through the crap that most patients spouted. So whenever the clinic got busy and full, Cameron and House were paged.

"So, we have a cough?" House asked as a 7 year old boy and his mother entered the room.

"He says he has a cough but I think he just wants to skip school, so I brought him here."

"Great." House said without enthusiasm and lifted the boy up onto the bench and frowned. It didn't smell like just a cough.

The mother's cell rang and House winced at the shrill ringing in his ears. "Turn that off!" He snapped as she answered the call.

The mother rolled her eyes at him and continued talking into her cell. House growled and reached for the cell and turned it off. "Be quiet."

"Hey! I was on an important phone call!" She squeaked.

"I'm trying to listen." He stated.

"To what?"

"To your son!" He snapped. "Now sit down and shut up or go sit outside!"

He felt the warmth of Cameron's calm thoughts rippling through in his head. Apparently, she could feel his animosity from another room. He sighed softly and calmed slightly as he watched as the mother take a seat with a frown marring her features.

"Now… Mikey." He said with a glance at the file. "You have a cough?"

The timid boy nodded.

House frowned. Some thing wasn't right about his breathing and he could sense his temperature was up just a fraction. "Take a deep breath for me."

The boy did so as the doctor stood before him concentrating hard on the sound of his lungs and breathing in the scent of the expelled air.

"Have you had trouble in gym class?" He asked.

The boy's eyes widened and he nodded again. House could feel the kids fear and hate practically screaming at him. "The other kids tease me."

"You're unfit." The mother added now texting on her phone. "You need more exercise."

"He needs an inhaler and antibiotics." House said matter of factly as he reached for his prescription pad. "He has mild asthma which is why he has trouble with exercise. The condition is currently exacerbated by the chest infection that is about tear up his lungs and could possibly make the condition worse in the future."

"Really?" The mother asked disbelieving. "But you haven't even done any tests."

"You can take him to another doctor to have the diagnosis confirmed. Right now, I'm going to prescribe the inhaler, antibiotics and cough drops. Both the inhaler and the antibiotics twice a day until the infection has cleared. No smoking. Avoid visiting grandma and her dog. And get hypoallergenic bed sheets to make him more comfortable." He said as he handed over the prescription

"How did you know my mother-in-law has a dog?"

"Lucky guess." he said turning to his patient and withdrawing a sucker from his pocket and handing it to the boy. "You're going to be in for a tough couple of week's kid. No school and lots of ice cream okay?"

"Okay, Mister Doctor." He said dropping from the table with a smile and moved out into as he placed the sucker in his mouth.

"You really believe he's going to be sick for the next couple of weeks?" The mother asked as House filled out the last of the paper work and closed the file with an air of finality.

"Yup. In a day or two he will be so weak he'll barely be able to get out of bed. His breathing may be laboured too. If it gets worse or he experiences any choking or extreme tightening sensations in his chest then get him back in and we can monitor him through the infection."

"He's really sick?"

"Yes, woman! He's really sick, now go!" He said striding to the door and swapping files once more.

"Next!" He called; the last person in the waiting room stood up and passed into the room. "The pharmacist is over there." He sighed pointing the mother in the right direction saddened because he already knew the diagnosis for his next patient the foul scent of it in air and moving closer and closer.

The mother disappeared and House turned back into the room and his next patient.

"Take a seat." He said softly and dropped into the stool and looked her in the eye. "You have cancer."

"Wha-what?" She stammered. "It's just migraines. I just need pain killers."

House looked at her sympathetically, and shook his head gently. "Have you had any double vision? Dizzy spells? Nausea?" He could feel the fear in her triple. "It's cancer."

"But… but…"

"I'll get you referred to a specialist and we'll get you a CT scan today, okay? We'll find out what we're dealing with and decide the best course of action."

She nodded mutely, tears forming in her eyes. "I just came for painkillers."

"I know." He backed away and made the necessary arrangements with Wilson over the phone and booked a CT scan, giving her some time to come to terms with the information.

Wheeling back over to her, he could feel she was in a much calmer than before.

"Okay, the scan is booked for 2pm so you can hang around for the next 45 minutes or come back. If you want to stay, Dr Wilson is more than happy to spend time with you explaining everything. Pay phones are just around the corner if you want to call someone. If you want to use your cell, I might suggest the gardens on the north side." He said calmly.

"Thank you." She mumbled looking down.

"You're welcome…" glances at the folder. "… Jenny."

House stood and lead her to the door. "Don't forget. 2pm… go up to the fourth floor and ask for Dr Wilson."

She nodded and made her way towards the cafeteria and the gardens he'd mentioned.

He sighed and moved out to the desk glad that no one else had decided to show up in the last five minutes. He stood at the nurse's desk and mulled over his paperwork since Cameron still had a patient in exam room 2.

"How do you do it?" Nurse Brenda asked.

"I can't help it I was just born this sexy." House quipped not looking up.

"No, I meant…"

"I know what you meant, but if I told you I'd have to kill you." He said with a fake grin and setting the file in the correct place to be sent up to Wilson within the hour before walking over to the filled exam room waiting for the patient to leave.

"It can't be!" Exclaimed the patient, "I can't have an STI."

House groaned and barged in sick of waiting. "Have you had sex?"

"Who... Well, yes."

"Then you can have an STI. We'll get that blood of yours tested and get them back to you and then we can get you and those people you've had sex with treated, okay?" House said taking the man's arm and leading him over to the door. "Nice to meet you and thanks for dropping by." He said pushing him out. "Come back in 2 days!" He called then slammed and locked the door.

Cameron smiled at him knowingly. "You couldn't wait five minutes could you?"

"No." He growled and picked her up setting her gently on the table, then whispered, "I've missed you." As he slid his arms around her and stepped between her parted thighs.

"I saw you last only 90 minutes ago." She teased but in all honesty she'd missed him too.

"Yeah I know but I haven't touched you in over two hours and we haven't made love since last night." He said kissing her jaw gently and sliding his fingers under her shirt and moving them back around her body and covering the soft swell of her belly, something he found incredibly sexy. He grinned hearing her heart rate increase amongst hums of their childrens' hearts beating on and on.

"I know." She half moaned.

Making love seemed to give them some sense of normality and calmed them. It was like and addiction. Pure blissful high for hours then slow ebbing of that pleasure until you were thrown into real life and suffer withdrawal from the other. They hadn't had sex since the previous night, over 14 hours.

This would have been almost dangerous on the week of a full moon they'd discovered. When the moon was at its peak they needed each other more. Every sense and inch of skin would tingle, increasing exponentially with each minute where their skin didn't touch, each hour where their bodies weren't one.

Now, one week from the next full moon, they were shivering lightly in each others presence needing the touch and the intimacy they never known until they'd found each other just a few short months ago. They had been awake late into the previous night making love and talking into the small hours of the morning about the scan they were due to take later on that day and subsequently they'd woken late and been unable to make love once more in the morning hours as was usual for their routine, leaving them more on edge than normal.

But this was something that both of them were more than willing to make up for at that exact moment.

"I know, Greg." She moaned wrapping her arms around him and drawing him closer, her lips pressing savagely against his.

"Wanna find out if semen shows up on ultra sound scans?" He said with a grin as his fingers twitched against the fastenings of her pants.

Cameron laughed loudly and kissed him hard once more.

"I'll take that as a yes then." He replied his lips still spread wide with a devilish smile.